And then J (Crazy) said

First, I invented something, like George keeps saying, I’m brilliant, yup, I’m one of the most brilliant idiots I know. The five-gallon cans of paint they got for the home had set for some time and needed to be mixed really well. He went to town and got a stirring paddle that you chuck in a drill but it didn’t work worth a damn. So I got the bright idea to make my own. I rounded one side of an 8 X 3 inch piece of wood to fit the contour of a paint bucket and screwed it to a wooden dowel. That baby mixes up paint fast and easy and you don’t even have to round up a drill. It’s as easy as sex, up and down, in and out. And it’s easy to clean, I think I may make one of aluminum. I could maybe make some and sell them but I’m not much interested in doing that as I have more important things to invent if I ever get time.

I was leery of buying a cheap power sprayer but that two hundred dollar Wagner is a good little machine so far. I don’t even clean it at the end of the day, I just spray a mist of water over the paint in it and put a sheet of plastic over it and put the cover back on. And stick the gun in a bucket of water and it is ready to go to work the next day. When I’m not messing around masking and doing all the other things you have to do when painting a complex home it pushes the paint very fast. I spend four hours getting an area ready to paint, and a half-hour painting it.

And then J (Crazy) said “Much of the time, you sound like you are driven by rage or contempt.”

My reply was I don't like how women like her are, that is true, she is a spoiled brat and she is burying them in a pile of new things she shops for that never even gets opened. And she really tests George's limits often also. I wouldn't be surprised if he ends up leaving her. And I would understand if he did. You women don't care about holding hands, you care about your material things, your estates, as if that is important.

I so do not need or want a woman like that. I would rather go to Africa and build a shelter for a woman that has been living under a tree because she would be thankful for what I can do for her. And she would give me love and affection in return. B

Yes, I have gotten very tired of the American women that are available to me and I think I will just stop having anything to do with them. I’ve had it with them screwing with me and using me, it seems like all they want is someone as handy as I am to do things for them. No question about it, I’ve gotten very cranky about how so many women are. Heck, I’m getting cranky about how the whole world is, I think I’ll just start hating everything.

Dawn, you do large murals and paintings for school plays? Way cool, I can’t even paint a decent stick person. Why don’t you pop over here and paint some murals on my walls for me?

Just Me, Yes, some southern women are really wonderful, and some are really bitches, it’s all a crapshoot I guess. I looked at your profile, it’s interesting, as for movies I like things that teach me or make me laugh. Ah, and romantic comedies. And for reading I get into really deep things and study Einstein and others of that ink. What I need is a woman that is spiritual in the same way I am, I can’t find her.

The folks that I posted about recently that I shared time at the hot springs with sent me a few pictures yesterday, I will post them soon.

It is good for girl to meet boy in park, but better for boy to park meat in girl. -Ancient Chinese Saying

Inside every older person is a younger person - wondering what the fuck happened.

Have a great day, hugs…. BBC

I feel like ranting today

This (the cartoon) is why the world is the way it is, women are not fixing it, they are shopping. Yes, I am generalizing but it is true.

Critical thinking isn’t always cheerful and positive, or humorous, it’s just the hard-hitting truth.

Dawn…. Are you trying to give women a bad image by admitting that you don’t get it with colors? But thanks for doing that. Never put a tan inside a building, a fucking cow is tan if you shave and tan it, but it’s still the fucking outside of the cow. Put the tan on the outside if you must have tan, it always looks like shit inside. It looks like baby shit ran down the wall. LOL

Inside always stick with very light and soft colors as they reflect well and make a room more cheerful, and never use flat, use at least a satin, I prefer a semi-gloss. Don’t do your decorating with bold paints, do it with the furnishings and decor. The interior of a room should be a white or off white, or a light yellow, or a light blue or green, maybe a rose. If you want to be bold with paint just do it with boarders and such. Or try border decals. I don’t know how many rooms I have had to repaint because a woman has played with her brain too much and discovered that darker colors was just too overwhelming. Sometimes I will just flat refuse to put on what they want. Ceilings in general should always be white, maybe an off white, but a white none the less. Don’t go to off white or you get a fucking tan, you may as well slap some K-Y jelly on it and see if you can fuck it. LOL

Things went pretty well on my current painting project yesterday. I got the second story of the North side of the house done except for some trim work that I can do with a ladder. Took the scaffolding down and started setting it up where I will need it on the eastside. His wife is not my friend anymore, but it is important to remember this. - - - - I DON’T GIVE A RATS ASS IF THAT SPOILED BRAT DOES’NT LIKE ME !!!! She will tolerate me until I get the house done.

Paul….. Oh yes, Helen is a damn good woman, the best I’ve ever known, I compare all women to her, but on her last days now. It’s okay, she is cheerful about it and I take good care of her.

Nick….. I know, and it’s okay, and I love you in spite of that. :-)…Besides, you wasn’t messing with me that hard, you are a lightweight you know. :-)

Jeff, don’t give us that crap that your email doesn’t work, you just don’t like to communicate that way.

Thursday’s are interesting days. If you are working you have gotten over the hump but there are still a lot of bumps. It’s a good day for fucking cussing. Ah hell, any day is a good day for cussing about how this world is.

(An email I sent to crazy)
I am so thankful that I do not have a mate like George has. That woman drives me nuts and he is a saint for putting up with her, he questions that at times himself. George and I share really deep things, and she so fucking shallow that all she worries about is if she picked the right color for the trim.

ARGH!!!!

It's too late now baby, I've already started putting on what you picked and I'm not fucking changing now because this fucking fancy home has nothing to do with a sister that is living under a tree and starving to death. Besides you are going to sell it anyway so what does it matter? Women just piss me off, they don't care if 20 thousand of their sisters die of starvation everyday as long as they can pick the tile for the floor they want, or the color of the trim they want.

Fuck American women, they don't care about anything but themselves, they can't hold hands, hug, call a man honey, be one with spirit (I'm generalizing), end of rant. BBC

And I’m not alone, I know a lot of men that have gotten sick and tired of how women have gotten, they are too needy and too unaffectionate, unloving. I’m tired of trying to please these women. Men should just stop dating and doing things with these women and get involved in their own interests. And get themselves a hooker for their sexual needs, no games there. Women used to look for a capable man that they thought could provide what they needed to get by in life, now they have all sorts of attitudes and want a man that can give them too much of everything, more than they need, and they can’t figure out why they are alone? And they are so damn unloving and unspiritual.

Did this get long? Well, you know, I really don’t give a fuck how long it took you to read it, how long do you think it took me to type it? It’s your turn, go ahead and rant at me.

Anyway, have a great day, hugs…. BBC

Blah, blah, blah, fucking blah

At Fellowship on Sunday I got up and spoke about how much I enjoyed the Bahai Great Spiritual gathering. Then added that I didn’t tell them that I’m bat shit crazy. After the service there was a buffet lunch and a lady come over to talk to me for a bit and said something like “You know, you are the only one of us that admits you are crazy, but I think we all are.” Well, DUH !!!

Dawn, I don’t have any problem at all with rude comments directed to me. I can rise above all of that. And, turn about is fair play as I leave rude comments on others blogs at times. It’ all a part of our evolution in my mind. I can take it and I can dish it out. Hugs.

I didn’t get as far on painting George’s home as I had hoped to yesterday. Sometimes things just don’t go as planned. I did okay, I just didn’t get to where I wanted to be. And then his wife comes along at noon and is saying that she has the wrong trim color. Tough shit, I already had started on the trim and I’m not fucking changing gears now. She is one of those women that fusses forever before deciding on a color scheme and then starts changing her mind twenty fucking times. Hey, it’s a fucking house, pick some colors and paint the son of a bitch.

I’ve done a lot of painting for women, a good woman will decide what she wants and then get out of your way so you can do it. But a woman like her keeps fussing over her choices, unable to make up her mind, and driving both of you nuts. It’s like I told her yesterday “You are selling the house anyway, so what difference does it make?” Shit, I couldn’t get along with a woman like her for two weeks, she is just a spoiled little brat. And it pisses me off that the color industry can come up with a hundred different shades of white, it just confuses women like her even more. It’s all fucking white, be thankful that you have a home to live in, many people don’t.

When I painted Helen’s home (for free) I got a bunch of paint together and mixed it all together in a five gallon bucket and came up with a sort of beige color. And a shade of blue for the trim. And she was so thankful just to get her home painted as it hadn’t been painted since the 60’s. The bottom line is that some women are easy to please, and others are a pain in the ass. But they do remind me to be thankful that I don’t have a woman like that.

And, I want to know what the color of a fancy home has to do with the fact that there are women living under trees and starving to death. Obviously these women do not care about their sisters.

Critical thinking….. A lot of people think that they are good at critical thinking. Oh bull, you can’t turn on a TV to watch the news, or read a newspaper, or go to church, and try to filter all that crap and be a good critical thinker without doing a lot more research and learning how to get out of all those boxes.

Anyone wanting to become a better critical thinker should read ‘Think On These Things’ by J. Krishnamurti, that will get them started in the right direction. The next ten years will be very interesting, and maybe make it or break it for mankind.

You know what? The Christian fundamentalists want to rule the whole world because they think it is their destiny. But wait, the Muslim fundamentalists also want to rule the world because they think it is their destiny. Everyone else is stuck in the middle of it all, and not raising enough hell with those fundamentalists and telling them to shut up and get back in line.

Yup, the next ten years will be very interesting, the man running my country is much more interested in ruling the world. He thinks that is his destiny. And believe me, if you let him, you will not like the results. But I will get to tell you that I told you so. :-)

While Bubba and Billy Bob were in the local Wal-Mart, they decided to get in on the weekly charity raffle. They bought five tickets each at a dollar a pop. The following week, when the raffle was drawn, each had won a prize. Billy Bob won 1st place- a year's supply of gourmet spaghetti sauce and extra long spaghetti. Bubba won 6th prize- a toilet brush. About a week or so had passed when the men met back at Wal-Mart. Bubba asked Billy Bob how he liked his prize, to which Billy Bob replied, "Great!, I love spaghetti!" Billy Bob asked Bubba, "How 'bout you, how's the toilet brush? "Not so good," replied Bubba, "I reckon I'm gonna switch back to paper."

Blah, blah, fucking blah.

Hey, have a great day, hugs…. BBC

J. Krishnamurti

Perhaps you may come upon that mystery which nobody can reveal to you and nothing can destroy. - J. Krishnamurti.

J. Krishnamurti was an amazing man. The mystery is that the whole problem with humanity is that it refuses to see and start taking responsibility for being God. This of course means that you are going to screw yourselves right into extinction unless you wise up.

Do you know why many folks are to prone to speeding around? Even J. Krishnamurti (if you even know who he is) liked to drive fast on country roads. I’ll tell you why, your cosmic spirit likes to speed around. And it can do that in its cosmic form as it is indestructible in that form. But doing so on this physical planet can get the body it is sharing/living in killed and end it’s human experience early.

Here is a bit of scary news for you, it goes along with what I posted on my other blog yesterday. This is of concern mostly to just Americans though. Apathy and unawareness can make history repeat itself.
Government training

Clear skies here last night, folks had a good view of the eclipse of the moon, I don’t find them to be very interesting myself.

A Mistake at least proves Somebody was doing something!

The painting project has started out well, got some scaffolding up and the cheap power sprayer I bought for that project works pretty good. It is worth the two hundred bucks I paid for it. I got the backside high side sealed and will do the top coat today. And maybe have time to move the scaffolding to the east side walls.

How about some humor, risque of course:
"I'm sorry, Honey," I told my wife after not being able to get and maintain an erection. "It must be from the stress of the accident." She got up on one elbow and said, "You still want to sue the little old lady who bumped into your car going 3 miles per hour? Let it go, Your bumper is barely scratched." "It's not my bumper that I'm worried about," I said. "It's Bobo. He's not working as usual. I think the old lady slamming into me gave me E.D."

"E.D?" my wife asked.
"Erectile Dysfunction."
"Well, if she gave you E.D., then I'm going to sue the old bitch."

Hey, have a great day, hugs…. BBC

Sarah is fucking bat shit crazy !!

Sarah said in yesterday’s comments that she has had her cycle up to 220kph, or 137 mph in USA talk.

Boy, that is hauling ass on a motorcycle, I don’t think I’ve ever had a car up to that speed, maybe a 130 mph tops. And in the empty spaces of Wyoming I once took an empty 18-wheeler up to 80 mph. I wouldn’t want to take a cycle up to those speeds in case a tire blew. Yup, Sarah is bat shit crazy. I’m not saying that in a bad way, just stating a fact is all. Hugs to Sarah.

I’m going to start painting George’s home today. Hi Ho, Hi Ho, it’s off to work I go. With a bucket of shit, thinking of tits. Hi Ho, Hi Ho, Hi Ho. LOL

Always remember that there are more planes in the sea than ships in the sky! Gravity is like that.

A more serious post on my other blog today about Islam. It’s just for you heavy thinkers.
My other blog

Hey, have a great day, hugs…. BBC

I’m a fucking winner !!!

Yesterday morning I walked over to the Safeway store to take advantage of a few coupons that were only good for a few days. They were having their Grand Reopening. Don’t ask me why, the store is two years old. But I won an Ipod Shuffle!!! I have no need for it, or any idea what it is worth, but I can give it to someone. And I bought more than I was expecting to so the clerk gave me two new reusable shopping bags to carry it all in, FREE. I have something else to be happy about. I don’t own any stock so it didn’t go down forty percent today. Yeah, I’m a fucking winner !!! Lets see, what else can I ramble on about?

I’ve said this before but I know that everyone’s minds has some strange things in them. And I like to show and share all that is in mine, honor all that I am in safe ways. I like to set it free at times and let it play, and honor all that I am. You know, Einstein had a lot of strange stuff in his head also, he just didn’t show it to us like Di Vinci did. It would have been very interesting if he had though.

I love my Honda scooter, it’s fun to ride, but it turns me into a frigging idiot. When I’m on a road with little traffic on it I go too fast. Ah well, if I kill myself I won’t have to do a post the next day. LOL

Some folks at the peace rallies follow politics and such things very closely. Listening to them gives me reason to believe that everyone should have plenty to worry about. It’s possible that people could start losing a whole lot of freedoms.

I went to beer church for a while last evening and got into an interesting spiritual discussion with an interesting man. I go to beer church to get away from that and just bullshit with others for a while, but it was interesting. Well I also go to follow the screwed up lives of others there, it’s amusing and entertaining.

I’m going to the UU Fellowship this morning. Not sure what I will do this afternoon, maybe work on the camper some.

Have a great day, hugs… BBC

Random stuff

I had a nice time at the hot springs yesterday, a couple from Vancouver, BC about my age came along and asked me if they could join me. Sure, no problem, I like to meet new people. He is a math professor in a collage there and we talked for over an hour. They had a younger man with them that was mentally challenged so he only said about a dozen words the whole time, only talked when asked a question.

She asked what the protocol was there as I was nude, I've never been asked what the protocol at a place like that is though. I said that I was a spiritualist and so I like to enjoy the springs in the buff but it was everyone’s choice as to what they wanted to do. She asked if I was a naturist and I stated that most spiritualists are. I guess the men were modest as they put on swimsuits but she didn't have any problem with it and stripped right down. Anyway, it was a beautiful day in the mountains while everyone else slaved away. But on Monday I start painting George’s home.

I had forgotten to take my camera but he took some pictures (after we got dressed) and said that he would email me some pictures when they get home. Folks often forget to do that though.

I figure that maybe someday, Nick will have something more to contribute, but maybe not. Everyone can be an example, and he can be an example of how not to be.

I figure if I can tick someone off once in a while I must be doing something right. Maybe it will get them to thinking.

CHICAGO (AFP) - For centuries, people have claimed to have had out-of-body experiences but now scientists have recreated the sensation without using drugs in the first experiments of their kind, a study said Thursday.

I wonder if some women think they are having an out of body experience because I’m thinking about them when masturbating. LOL

In general, if you keep supporting a broken man, he will stay broken. It’s a learned behavior. Take away his support and he will find the energy to get out in life get a job and support himself. There is some truth in saying that if a person is so weak that they stay on drugs or are alcoholics that we should give them all they want so they can kill themselves with it and get off the planet so they are not a burden to everyone else. I don’t believe in long term welfare, it should be changed to workfare. We can’t fix people, they have to fix themselves. And we can only afford to support so many deadbeats that are druggers, boozers and losers, unless of course you want your taxes to go way up. I know many capable people that just sit on their butts and let us support them, and I say that this is wrong.

And guess what? I like it when others badmouth me on their blogs. Others may badmouth me all they like because I understand it’s overall effect. As for me being negative sometimes, I’m just playing the devils advocate. :-)

If a man or woman wants to serve in the military in order to defend their country against attack by others there should be the option of being able to refuse going to another country to fight others wars for them. Why would anyone want to fight Mr. Bush’s war for him? There are a few countries that don’t have militaries, at least they are doing the right thing.

At the great spiritual gathering there was some fireworks in the evenings. I don’t know if it was the gathering folks shooting them off, or someone else. I have mixed feelings about fireworks. At one level they are pretty to watch. On another level I think about all the plastic pieces and tubes I see littering the beach. And about people starving when money is spent on fireworks instead of feeding people. I wish fireworks had never been invented, the invention of gun powder and such things just lead to better weapons for warfare so that these monkeys can keep finding better ways to kill each other. Oh, wait, better ways to kill each other, carry on then. The sooner they are gone the sooner we might get peace on this planet. I do think though that they should have to go do their fighting on some deserted island and stop all the collateral damage.

When I joined the Civic’s Club after moving to Montana I put on their first ever demolition derby for them so they could raise money for the towns fireworks that year. That event raised around six thousand bucks for them. I just did it to prove that I could do it, but I would have just as soon raised the money for more useful purposes.

It’s not about me. Unless it’s also about you. Huh? Well, think about it.

It’s been years since I made gravy from scratch. So I had to do some deep thinking to bring it back to the top. Browning flower uses a lot of energy, I think I will just color it in the future. And this time I used a pint of milk also, plus water to thin it. Used some of the drippings and added some seasoning salts and this time I got very good gravy. I have enough chicken drippings to make lots of gravy, I guess we will be on a gravy kick for a while. I like it on biscuits as well as spuds.

I’m going to the peace rally today, what are you going to be doing to make the world a better place?
Have a great day, hugs. … BBC

Think about what you can do

Think about the resources you have available to contribute to your community - then contribute! These resources can be money, and charitable groups always appreciate donations, but sometimes your skills and talents, and, most importantly, your time, are more valuable to recipients. The next time you have a free Saturday, you could sit around in your pajamas reading the paper (and I do recognize the need to do this every once in awhile!), but you could also make a difference with that time.

Try working with Habitat for Humanity at a construction site.
Or walk attention-starved dogs at your local pet shelter.
Or dish out hot meals at a soup kitchen.
Or pick up trash at the local beach, forest, or park.
Or attend a peace rally.
Everyone has at least one cause that resonates with their interests and concerns, so make that cause your own by getting out there and contributing to it. Every little bit helps.

Be generous with appropriate hugs, kisses, pats on the back, and handholds. Let these small actions demonstrate your love for family and friends. A simple and sincere, "You look great in red," "You did a super job," “I love your hair,” or "That was a wonderful meal," can make someone's day.

Wow, I visited three blogs in a roll yesterday where they were talking about death. I don't have many more to face being as I've out lived everyone that I was close to. Well, Helen and I are very close, but her passing will I think be easy on me. With age you just start accepting such things. What I find amazing is that I'm still here, I must be one tough and lucky critter. On the other hand I often get tired of this journey and experience and don’t give a damn if I’m not here tomorrow. I hope that they toss me on a pile of driftwood at low tide and party around me. Maybe you could make it to the party.

Though I wander trough the valley’s and villages of the monkeys I fear no evil. Maybe because I’m to stupid too. Or I refuse to let fear rule my life. But I’m not sure I should be so trusting.

Peace Chick Mary wiped out her blog? Well, that sucks.

I got a lot done yesterday. When I biked to the beach the other day I noticed that a plank had come off of the guardrail thingy so I went back with a hammer and nails to reattach it. I took the canopy off of the pickup and cut up a bunch of wood and mowed the lawns, well, mostly weeds. And I worked on the camp trailer some.

I bought a book on canning and preserving things, it may come in handy someday. After cooking up ten pounds of chicken yesterday I decided to use the drippings to make gravy. It was pretty greasy, I decided that was to much drippings for just one batch of gravy so I’m going to try making it again just using some of the first batch with more flour.

An Arctic explorer came face to face with a polar bear. Afraid of being eaten, he fell to his knees and started praying. When the polar bear knelt down beside him and started praying too, the man shouted, "It's a miracle!" The polar bear opened one eye and said "Don't talk while I'm saying grace."

Today I’m hiking to the hot springs to be at one with nature and Goddess. Y’all be good while I’m gone.
Have a great day, hugs. BBC

Great spiritual gathering #3

One picture is of the Saturday evening buffet being set up just before the salmon arrived. The one of the lady in red I just took in case she sends me an email so I can send it to her. The other is the campers next to me.

The odds of getting hit by a meteorite are something like seven trillion to one, this part of the universe is pretty stable now. What I worry about is the odds of getting smacked by a monkey driving an automobile.

I’m well aware of the fact that my blogs are not for everyone. That some of the things I say are only understood by the smartest and most critical of thinkers. I understand that I insult some people. But not the best critical thinkers because it’s almost impossible to insult a really good thinker.

I cooked a chicken hindquarter in the microwave just to see how that would work. Then I browned it in the oven on broil. It worked okay but I’m not sure if I saved any energy doing it that way. But meat today isn’t what it used to be. They just want it to grow fast and get it on the market. I had ten pounds of them so I cooked the rest on a low temp in the electric frying pan as it breaks it down and makes it tender.

In the news: Awra Amba, Ethiopia - He can't read or write, but Zumra Nuru created a society that would have made Karl Marx proud. The 60-year-old Ethiopian farmer founded and cochairs Awra Amba, a commune where men cook, women plow, and religion has no place. Etc, etc.
That was interesting to read. In the future religions won’t be practiced and talked about anymore. I’m not sure why women would want to do a lot of the work that men do though. Besides, men do a lot of stupid stuff. I would rather stay home and cook, vacuum and do the dishes and laundry. Without kids that is pretty easy work.

More news: WASHINGTON - Researchers have figured out how to give an entire community a drug test using just a teaspoon of wastewater from a city's sewer plant. Etc, etc.
Very interesting, you will be able to check out a city before deciding to move there. Who wants to live in a city with a high drug usage? Those places also have high crime rates. And they ruin children.

If you are having trouble reading a web page because of small text, note the View command on the menu bar at the top of the page. Click on it and in the pop up menu select a larger text.

On Tuesday I finished pressure washing George’s house, after it dries for a few days I will start painting it. Yesterday after doing my post and looking at the news I biked to the beach for a while, got another pail of beach sand. On the way home I bought a yo-yo, I named it Nick. LOL… I don’t recall yo-yo’s being hard to twirl but I didn’t get the hang of it yesterday.

The Bahai folks that I talked to, and I talked to many of them, kept insisting that I’m a Bahai because I talk like they do. Well, I’m too big for one religion, my religion hasn’t been formed yet. I only talked to the whole group once using a microphone, and it was about the fact that my ancestors were terrorists that came to this country and took it away from it’s native peoples, and where the natives screwed up was in the fact that they didn’t have their own department of homeland security.

They have many websites, and I’ve studied them some in the past, but didn’t really get a good sense of them until I went and talked to a lot of them and listened to the speakers. Like I said, I found them to be delightful people.

At the end of our life, we ought to be able to look back over it from our deathbed and know somehow the world is a better place because we lived, we loved, we were other-centered, other-focused.

Our society does a horrible job of teaching boys how to be men and that virtually every problem we face can somehow be traced back to this failure.

When will our consciences grow so tender that we will act to prevent human misery rather than avenge it?

Develop a cause beyond yourself. Try to leave the world a better place because you were here.

Hey, have a great day, hugs…. BBC

You want humor?

Check out what George Carlin has to say about education, and then click on the link about religion. You need high speed internet for these files though, they are a pain to watch if you are just using a modem.

Carlin on Education

Hi, Earl…. I can’t really agree that life is the biggest prank ever played. It’s true that the universe runs on chaos, but it really isn’t out to get you, well anymore than it is out to get me. And it’s true that there is adversity in everyone’s lives, and bad things can happen to good people. It’s how they think about things and deal with it all that determines how they get through it. And it’s about choices and learning your lessons before they bury you under a pile of crap because you are not getting them.

My choices have always been….
A: To be a man and make it on my own. Yes, I have had some help with that at times, and I have helped others at times, but I don’t allow others to use me. There has been times in my life when I didn’t have much other than my tools. I lived in what some would consider some very poor conditions when I was a youth, it didn’t bother me a bit. I’ve lived under a few pieces of tin while I built better shelter, and I was okay with that. All I need is a dry place, a warm place, a little food in my gut, some coffee in the morning and some beer in the evening and I figure that I’m doing okay, much better than a lot of people on this planet.

B: To not do drugs because I see what they do to people.
C: To not drink so much that it affects my decisions and screws up my life.

Now, I have never been in a war. The Navy didn’t want to keep me because I was not good military material, and I’m thankful for that. But I can tell you how I would have been if I had been in one. I would have done my job, but gave no more. After the war I would have done like millions of other men, taken a deep breath and said something like, “Ah fuck, I’m glad that’s over, now to find a job and get on with my life”.

A man is not damaged unless he allows himself to think he is, or if he damages himself by being foolish and doing drugs and drinking too much and making other bad decisions. Hell, I could write three pages about this. Things have happened to me, and I’ve made mistakes and fucked up. But the thing is, I corrected them. Others can’t fix people, they have to fix themselves, and the fixing starts in their mind.

You guys need to stop wetting the bed, boy, some guys sure are hard to potty train. Nick, fuck you in advance. I didn’t make you what you are, you did. Hugs.

SeaRabbit….. Thanks for visiting my blog. I see that your blog is not viewable. As for fixing your toaster, it’s the labor costs hon. I do often fix things like that of my own, but I’m a very handy person with a forty year collection of tools and machines. But for most folks it just doesn’t make sense to get a lot of things fixed because of labor rates these days, it’s just cheaper to spend fifteen bucks for a new toaster.

QUASAR9 said... Do you think once science makes us perfect and immortal, it will introduce the mortality chip, you know like tags on criminals.

Well friend, wisdom dictates that we will have to show others that they do not have complete freewill by putting a chip in everyone. A nice high tech chip, with a mini high tech GPS in it so we always know where they are, how fast they are going, maybe what they are doing, things like that. The chip will be capable of being scanned and updated so that when they screw up it can be recorded on the chip. Like if they walk into a store a transponder will pick up that they have stolen before so that they can be watched closely.

A wife might be able to track her mate and tell by his heart rate if he is banging some big titted twit he picked up in a bar. Then she could send a signal that would make him tilt, tilt, tilt. LOL. Yeah, we will have to force these monkeys to evolve and grow up. On the bright side, our money will be on that chip and no one will have a reason to rob us at gunpoint, and with a few key strokes we can take the riches away from the greedy. The monetary systems are just smoke screens for the rich and greedy anyway. And we will be able to stop the computer and chip hackers in their tracks. Yes, I think the future is going to be mighty interesting.

Remember now – TRANSCEND THE BULLSHIT.

Hey, have a great day, hugs….. BBC

Great spiritual gathering #2

Sharing all that is in my mind. I’m posting a picture of a bike ad also, because it is so darn cute.

So The Future Was Yesterday has banned me from leaving comments on his blog. Whatever !! So I told a women that wars are as much their fault as anyone’s because they allow their men to go fight. I stand by those words. Saying that those men (and women) are adults and that they have no control over them is not a defense to me, it’s just a pathetic excuse. A woman will divorce a man for having an affair, or doing other stupid things. She will disown her children for doing stupid things, and then allow them to kill others using the excuse that she has no control over them, bullshit. They claim that they want to be empowered, well, they should empower themselves because they can help bring world peace. The only comfort I get out of it is in knowing that there are women, real women that won’t let their own go fight. And remember, if you don’t agree with me you are wrong !!

And TFWY, if you can call others idiots, so can I, so just get over it. And as I said in a comment yesterday, I have never left an anonymous comment on anyone’s blog, never!! The problem starts at the bottom, not at the top. So to only pick on those at the top, like Mr. Bush, is wrong, pick on anyone that is thinking and doing wrong. There is some sicko out there that poses as me at times but there is nothing I can do about that.

People at the spiritual gathering loved my spiritual robe, they got me, many of them took pictures of me, maybe one of them will send me some of the pictures they took. It rained pretty good at times but we just dealt with it, they never lasted that long and the weather wasn’t cold.

I was talking to a man there about what he did for a living, and he said that he told his wife when he was dating her to never expect him to be rich, that he didn’t care about money all that much. She married him anyway, how cool is that? I got the sense that a lot of those folks wasn’t driven for money and having a lot of material things or fancy homes. But they were all happy.

I only cooked once at the spiritual gathering, on Friday evening I cooked oysters as I wanted to eat them before they went to waste. There was so much food flowing around that I just didn’t have too cook, they had two big potlucks on Saturday.

I collected Hobuck beach sand, small shells, and two small pieces of driftwood for what some call my Zen Garden that I’m going make. I walked the beach a number of times, it’s sort of awesome out there where it seems to be the end of the world and nature is whipping the waves in constantly. There were people out there surfing, swimming, and even a couple of folks surf fishing. One lady caught a fish, but I don’t know what kind it was.

The spiritual gathering was on an Indian reservation and the rules clearly stated no alcohol. Ha, ha, ha. But one side of my brain never turns off unless I knock it out in the evening so I can get some sleep. But I kept my beer in my camp and drank alone, and I’m sure others did also. We are not the kind of folks that get drunk and do stupid things.

There was an older couple there that wasn’t very experienced at camping it seems. They wasn’t mates, just went there together, a car pooling thing. They did manage to get the tent up, and I got a fire going for them and rigged up a line for them to dry things on, and gave them some camping tips. She had brought coffee grounds but had no coffeepot and didn’t know how to make ‘camp coffee’, no problem, I kept her supplied with fresh coffee.

A crusty old man walks into the local First Baptist Church and says to the secretary, "I would like to join this fucking church." The astonished woman replies, "I beg your pardon, sir. I must have misunderstood you. What did you say?" "Listen up, damn it. I said I want to join this fucking church!" "I'm very sorry sir, but that kind of language is not tolerated in this church." The secretary goes into the pastor's study to inform him of her situation. The pastor agrees that the secretary does not have to listen to that foul language. They both return to her office and the pastor asks the old geezer, "Sir, what seems to be the problem here?" "There is no fucking problem," the man says. "I just won $200 million bucks in the fucking lottery and I want to join this fucking church to get rid of some of this fucking money. " "I see," said the pastor. "And is this bitch giving you a hard time?"

Artificial life likely in 3 to 10 years: WASHINGTON - Around the world, a handful of scientists are trying to create life from scratch and they're getting closer. Experts expect an announcement within three to 10 years from someone in the now little-known field of "wet artificial life."

Cool, one day this research will result in very healthy good looking humans without birth defects and such. I think that a lot of Christians won’t like this but that is too bad, it’s coming anyway. Like I’ve said for some time, God is a scientist.

Scientists trying to create a detailed inventory of all the matter and energy in the cosmos run into a curious problem--the vast majority of it is missing.

Whatever, all I concern myself is what I can see, and there is plenty about it that needs to be fixed.

Hey, have a great day, hugs….. BBC

Great spiritual gathering #1

I’ve had a lot of spiritual experiences in the last nine years – most of them alone, but I had the most wonderful experience at the Bahai Great Spiritual Gathering. These folks are so warm and fuzzy and huggy and giving and things like that. They are still confused about some things but what is so beautiful about them is that they believe they are God, they get that. And when I point out that they are God/Goddess in evolution it’s as if a light lights up in their minds, they see and get that right away.

There were people of all nationalities there, it was beautiful, because we where all of the same mind in our beliefs, we where a collective consciousness. There are some differences in thinking and agreement of course, but they understand that they are still evolving and sorting things out.

The women, in general, are all so wonderful, and not as needy and materialistic as many women I know. Most of them were tenting it, unlike many women that think they should have a fancy fifth wheel trailer or motor home. I wouldn’t mind finding a Bahai woman for myself, or her finding me and pestering me until I surrender. LOL .. Any man on a spiritual journey would be wise to look for a Bahai woman as a mate, they are such neat women.

Three ladies came in one car, and not a big one, I have no idea how they got all their camping gear in that car, but they did.

There is another big spiritual gathering not too far south of me on Labor Day, but I don’t think I will have the time to get to it. I don’t know a lot about it but this seems to be a beautiful religion if one is looking for one. I don’t think I will join it, I feel that I’m above all religions and am spiritual only. But I will be visiting them when I can. I haven’t formed all my thoughts about the gathering so will write about it later.

Right now I’m just posting random thoughts and posting pictures for three days, note my owl chalice on the ridgepole of my table shelter.

Dr. John, you know my friend, if you would stop reading the Christian bible you would stop being so ignorant about some things. The best Christians I know do not read bibles, or go to churches. I don’t have a Christian bible so I have no idea what Psalm 82, verse 6 say’s, or why it would make you think of me. But feel free to send me a bible, I can use it to start campfires with. Hugs, baby.

Tuyet…. Nice to have you visit my blog sweetie-pie. I warn you though, I show everyone all that is in my mind. I trust that you can handle that? I have no idea what ‘The Tao of Pooh’ is, hon. Hugs.

Ben, why members only? That makes for a pretty restricted blog experience. Confucius is from the past, lets keep looking at tomorrow and the future. Hugs.

Nick, you know my friend. I do believe that you are one sick son of a gun. But I like your good side. How do you know Tuyet is a man? I would need some proof, and like you said in your first post, you like to lie, so maybe I shouldn’t believe anything you clowns say? Hugs.

I have learned that you can't not have the good without the bad because without the bad you will never know when you have the good and or when to really appreciate just how good it is.

One Easter Sunday morning as the minister was preaching the children's sermon, he reached into his bag of props and pulled out an egg. He pointed at the egg and asked the children, "What's in here?"
"I know!" a little boy exclaimed. "Pantyhose!"

Little Johnny asked his grandma how old she was. Grandma answered, "39 and holding." Johnny thought for a moment, and then said, "And how old would you be if you let go?"

Ha, ha, ha, check out this cute website.
Soapbox

Have a great day, hugs…. BBC

Shit man – Fuck

I just felt like saying that. :-)

Dawn, nice to hear from you hon. Yes, a woman always shows up when I'm not looking. And she always turns out to be some brat with a bad attitude. I'm not even sure I want to try anymore relationships. Hugs.

I got an email from ‘Crazy’ saying I am glad we connected this year, and I hope we will again next year. Maybe there will be a way that we can completely enjoy a friendship. That is my hope. Much love and appreciation, J

Been there, tried that, twice, not going to happen again (But I’m stupid enough that it might). I’ll just stick with being casual friends like I am with many other women. If we bump into each other at Fellowship or some other event, fine, I will talk to her. She just doesn’t get that I was her friend before I met her.

George bought a Karcher power sprayer from Costco. It is a piece of crap, I took mine over to use on his house. If you want a power sprayer I can’t recommend a Karcher.

Nick …. It’s true, I get some ladies worked up. Screw them if they won’t look in a mirror. I know that woman better than you do, and believe me, you can have that nut case. Hugs. BTW, you are a pussy for deleting comments. I never delete comments other than long-winded posts by right wing Christians, it’s all part of our evolution. If others can’t take insults, screw them, they are the same people that won’t look in a mirror. Your blog is new, in time you will see that it takes many different paths.

QUASAR9 …. Not everyone gets my sense of humor. Nice that you see it. Hugs.

And the world is still going to hell. Like a Catholic that won’t use condoms. I just wanted to say that, it was part of a string of thoughts but I don’t recall the rest

Excellence is to do a common thing in an uncommon way.

As a paper salesman, I have a habit of turning over containers and looking for trademarks. This really annoys my wife. After dinner at a pizzeria, we were handed a box for leftovers. I craned my neck to get a better look under it. When she rolled her eyes, I said, "I'm just trying to see who made that box." "I know," she sighed. "You used to look at me that way."

A lonely wife brought a man she had just met at a bar home to her bedroom one evening when she thought her husband was out of town. They immediately tore each other's clothes off and started going at it. She sat up quickly in bed as she heard the key in the lock. "Quick!" she said to the man, "it's my husband! You've got to get out of here quick!" "Where's the back door?" the man asked as he grabbed his
clothes. "There isn't one," she replied. "Where would you like one?" he asked.

I’m leaving to go to the Great Spiritual Gathering in a few hours, y’all be good until I get back. I’ll be back Sunday afternoon sometime and do my next post on Monday morning. If I’m still alive that is, maybe a monkey will cross the centerline and take me out.

Y’all have a great day, hugs…. BBC

Do not !!!

Do not get on a spiritual journey. I’m not kidding. If you do you may never have sex again the rest of your life because you can’t find a partner that can look into your eyes when you are being intimate. I’m not kidding, it’s been seven years since I’ve had sex. But I just can’t do monkey sex anymore. As fun as it once was. And there are very few spiritual women on this planet that can get away from their mind and just be spiritual during sex.

It would be nice if a person could buy empty caulking gun tubes so that they could mix up and put what they like in them. I would find that handy for putting Fix-it-All in them at times. Fix-it-all is a great product but it’s a pain to put it in big cracks and holes with a putty knife. So I used compressed air to blow the piston out of one of the old sealer tubes and cleaned it up to use for Fix-it-All and it worked great.

Then I was able to stick the tip into the end of a water hose and the pressure of the water would push the piston back out again so I could clean and use it again. My work went a lot faster yesterday. When I get ready to paint we are going to rent some scaffolding, things will go faster that way, and be safer.

It amuses me when women that don’t know me personally call me a misogynist on blogs, those women sure know how to abuse that word because they can’t get along with men. I love plenty of women, but they are good, well adjusted women. I also love all the messed up ones, I just don’t like how they are because it is too hard to have relationships with them so it leaves them and guys like me alone. And there is a lot of good guys like me that are alone, hell, we could start a club. Not that they will look in a mirror and admit that it is them. And they don’t want to be fixed, they want you to accept them just the way they are. Well, I’ll leave them to other men to accept the way they are.

A man walks into a drug store with his 8-year old son. They happen to walk by the condom display, and the boy asks, "What are these, Dad? To which the man matter-of-factly replies, "Those are called condoms, son. Men use them to have safe sex." "Oh I see," replied the boy pensively. Yes, I've heard of that in health class at school." He looks over the display and picks up a package of 3 and asks, "Why are there 3 in this package?" The dad replies, "Those are for high school boys, ONE for Friday, ONE for Saturday, and ONE for Sunday." "Cool" says the boy. He notices a 6 pack and asks, "Then who are these for?" "Those are for college men," the dad answers, TWO for Friday, TWO for Saturday, and TWO for Sunday."

"WOW!" exclaimed the boy, "then who uses THESE?" he asks, picking up a 12 pack. With a sigh and a tear in his eye, the dad replied, "Those are for married men. ONE for January, ONE for February, ONE for March....."

Hey, have a great day, hugs…. BBC

What I’m dealing with

The first picture shows the ‘dormer’ like roof part of a high ceiling front room. Now this is a fancy home, but some of it was sure scabbed together. Nothing up there was properly sealed. And note the scabbed together boards on the left if you click on the picture to make it bigger.

The second picture shows the upper backside of the home (some of my friends have way too much money), this side wasn’t sealed either, and it also has some scabbed in materials in it. I can understand poor folks scabbing a place together, but this home was owned by a doctor. I can’t figure out if he was really cheap or if the contractor that made it was just a rip off, or an idiot.

The third picture shows the side of the garage. It’s all scabbed together instead of using eight foot boards. And this is rough lumber, it’s not like it cost that much at the time. And note that the trim at the top doesn’t match the lower trim. This is really bad craftsmanship.

It was nice to hear from Dr. John yesterday, I’ll pick on that confused bible thumping Christian some other time. LOL. For those of you that wasn’t reading my blog back then, I got on him pretty hard a few times, even stuck a virtual dick in his mouth. LOL… Sometimes those brainwashed Christians just really irritate me. The best Christians I know don’t pack bibles around and go to church. But the most screwed up ones I know do. I swear, I’m going to convert that little motherfucker to being a pagan and spiritual only. LOL

Monkeys sure are interesting. I got an email from a lady bragging that she was going to be a grandmother again. I sure am good at busting those bubbles. LOL

Why don’t people get overpopulation? Why don’t people get that they are just adding more idiots to the gene pool? Her son already has two young children, but they go to a church and hear that is what they are supposed to do, that everything will be okay. Yeah, right.

A family living wage for a family of four in this country is right at about thirty dollars an hour. And I know that her son doesn’t make anything near that. She won’t tell me what his job is (probably a dish washer in a café), but claims that he makes good money. I don’t believe that based on what I do know.

I know that they live with her, that she takes him to work because the piece of crap car he owns is not reliable. This doesn’t sound like someone that is making good money. I’m guessing that they don’t even have the money to pay for the childbirth and that the taxpayers will get stuck with the bill. The taxpayers will get stuck with a lot of their bills over the years I bet.

He thinks that in a year or so he will be able to buy the house they are renting. Right, you cannot buy a home anymore if you are only making fifteen bucks an hour, and I’ll bet that he is making under ten bucks an hour, he is just a young green kid without enough brains to get his tubes tied while he screws his little monkey christian wife. Hey, don’t get me started. LOL

Yup, these monkeys sure are interesting.

Nick, I’m not doing Gods work by painting George’s home, I’m doing the devils work. George is okay and could live in a simple home. But they own two fancy homes and his wife is a planet destroying consumer with more money than brains as she tries to make herself happy shopping. I could so not live with a woman like her. In another ten years they will be buried under a mountain of things she has bought and never used much or enjoyed. But when they die someone is going to get a gold mine of new and little used things.

It appears that the economy in America is going to pot. That’s fine with me, there is too much greed in all of it anyway. And all too often America and Americans think that this is the only important country on the planet. I happen to think however that all country’s are important.

Great, just great, it appears that the new neighbor next to me has a fat teenage son (I looked over the fence) with a dirt bike with a loud exhaust that he is going to drive around in the yard at all hours. With any luck at all he will run into the corner of the house and split his little monkey head open. Any bets on how long it takes God to go over there and tell him to knock it the fuck off?

An extraordinarily handsome man decided he had the responsibility to marry the perfect woman so they could produce beautiful children beyond compare. With that as his mission he began to search for the perfect woman. Shortly there after he met a Redneck who had three stunning, gorgeous daughters that positively took his breath away. So he explained his mission to the Redneck and asked for permission to marry one of them.

The Redneck simply replied, "They're lookin' to get married, so you came to the right place. Look 'em over and pick the one you want." The man dated the first daughter. The next day the Redneck asked for the man's opinion. "Well," said the man, "she's just a weeeeee bit, not that you can hardly notice...pigeon-toed."

The Redneck nodded and suggested the man date one of the other girls; so the man went out with the second daughter. The next day, the Redneck again asked how things went. "Well,"the man replied, "she's just a weeeee bit, not that you can hardly tell...cross-eyed."

The Redneck nodded and suggested he date the third girl to see if things might be better. So he did. The next morning the man rushed in exclaiming, "She's perfect, just perfect. She's the one I want to marry."

So they were wed right away. Months later the baby was born. When the man visited the nursery he was horrified: the baby was the Ugliest, most pathetic human you can imagine. He rushed to his father-in-law and asked how such a thing could happen considering the beauty of the parents.

"Well," explained the Redneck... "She was just a weeeee bit, not that you could hardly tell... pregnant when you met her."

Hey, have a great day, hugs…. BBC

What a leakier

I’m the wise ass…. :-)

I always spray off a home before painting it, they may appear clean but they are not. Spraying them off removes a lot of crud and oxidation and such. I started on George’s home yesterday, on the roof, where there is a sort of dormer. There are big beams that go through the walls, they are exposed inside. Who ever built that place did a lousy job, nothing is sealed and water was running into the home so I had to stop. I will go do a bunch of sealing today, that explains why his heating bills are high. Bah….

Hey, have a great day, hugs…. BBC

United Spiritual Gathering

I’m attending a United Spiritual Gathering this coming week-end. Will go and camp there for a few days. It sounds very interesting.
Spiritual Gathering

The subject at Fellowship yesterday was about the Eckankar religion. I had never heard of it, and I won’t be learning more about it, just not interested in it. I don’t know why everyone studies and looks for a religion they can believe in when all they need to believe in is a spirituality. When he was done talking he asked if there was any questions. I waited until those that had questions were done and then stood up and stated that I don’t have questions, that I have answers.

So I talked for a few minutes about spirit and being omnipresent, and said that we are God in evolution. The last thing I said was that I was getting tired of always hearing a bunch of muttering about God and never anything about Goddess. And some of the folks there actually got what I said and came and talked to me after the service. It was a nice morning.

This morning I got an email from Rose, she said.
Nice to see you at the fellowship Billy. I liked your comments. Rick and I were initiated by Kirpal Singh in Light and Sound in 1970 and Paul Twitchell that started Eckankar was an initiate of Kirpal Singh. This is a lineage that goes way back to Guru Nanak. I found it rather disconcerting that Paul Twitchell never gave credit to this eastern teacher which is where Paul actually received his training and knowledge not from the teachers this guy spoke about. I didn’t want to burst his bubble though. Might see you on Saturday.
Blessings, Rose

He also talked about dreams. I don’t put a lot of stock in a lot of dreams, I’ve had very few dreams that I felt where important, something in them for me, they are just your brain free to play with itself. I can do that when I’m wide-awake, I just let my brain free to play with itself, it’s very interesting.

CHESHIRE, Conn. - A woman killed a raccoon with her bare hands Thursday when the animal attacked a young boy. Officials with Cheshire animal control say the woman was walking in the woods around 11 a.m. with a group of children when the animal bit the 5-year-old son of a friend. She pulled the raccoon off the child, told the children to run home and strangled the animal, authorities said.

I’m impressed, coons are tough critters. Brave woman, the only woman I know that might tackle a coon is Ann, and she would be so pissed that she would tear its head off. I think that most women I know would just stand there screaming for help. But who really knows until such a situation happens. I think it’s safe to assume the Paris Hilton wouldn’t do something like that, she might break a nail.

As of Saturday, Aug. 11, 2007, at least 3,685 members of the U.S. military have died since the beginning of the Iraq war in March 2003, according to an Associated Press count.
Well, for as long as the women on this planet let their dumb ass men/sons/daughters go fight wars for others it will continue to be this way. I guess the days of women standing up and taking a switch to their men and offspring is over.

Our local rag has a section called Rants and Raves on Sundays. One rave was, “It’s nice to live in the drug free town of Port Angeles”. I wonder what Port Angeles this idiot lives in. If he/she lives in this town they are clearly out of touch with reality.

Turning that macaroni and cheese crap into a casserole made it much better. I grated up a block of cheddar cheese and stirred it in with some milk and celery and garlic salt. Mixed up two cups of biscuit mix until it was runny but not as runny as pancake mix. Put a half inch layer on it and baked it at 350 degrees for 20 minutes. Nope, not done yet. Turn oven up to 375 and set timer on another 20 minutes. Just right, yum, yum.

I have to go start cleaning George’s home today, to get it ready for paint. I’d just as soon be doing something else.

Hey, have a great day, hugs…. BBC

In the news

NEW DELHI (Reuters) - Seventy-seven percent of Indians -- about 836 million people -- live on less than half a dollar a day in one of the world's hottest economies, a government report said. The report said the majority of those working and living under "miserable conditions" were lower castes, tribal people and Muslims and the most disadvantaged of these were women, migrant workers and children.

Well, I guess it doesn’t bother most of the women in India that are well off. If they don’t care or worry about their kind/sisters maybe I shouldn’t either?

ARLINGTON, Texas - A megachurch canceled a memorial service for a Navy veteran 24 hours before it was to start because the deceased was gay.

Rolls Eyes.

TACOMA, Wash. - A man accused of having sex with a goat is scheduled to be arraigned on Friday on a animal cruelty charge. Charging papers say a witness saw 63-year-old Arthur Lawton having sex with a goat May 8th in a barn at Eatonville's Pioneer Farm Museum where he worked. Lawton said he was trying to milk the goat.

It must have been a very unique way of milking. I think things like that are just sick, but I guess some monkeys are just on this planet to entertain us. Is it animal cruelty if the goat likes it? I don’t know, maybe goats like monkeys fucking them.

Happiness is not having much, and not wanting much. Happiness lives right next door to me. If only everyone was as happy and cheerful as Helen.

I know a fair number of women that are on welfare, or disability, or some other assistant programs that think they are independent, as if they are self-supporting. These women are not the brightest crewmembers on the ship and made stupid decisions and did stupid things that put them in the position they are in. And boy, do they have attitudes. It’s no surprise that so many of them live alone, or go through men like they are water. And they think it’s the men. Yeah, right.

No matter who or what you would like to blame your current circumstances on, you are ultimately responsible for the decision/choice that put you where you are.

A priest, a minister and a guru sat discussing the best positions for prayer, while a telephone repairman worked nearby. "Kneeling is definitely the best way to pray," the priest said. "No," said the minister. "I get the best results standing with my hands outstretched to Heaven." "You're both wrong," the guru said "The most effective prayer position is lying down on the floor." The repairman could contain himself no longer. "Hey, fellas," he interrupted. "The best prayin' I ever did was when I was hangin' upside down from a telephone pole." Praying, I don’t bother with it.

It was a beautiful day yesterday, I wanted to hike to the hot springs. But I worked around here some and went to the peace rally, then beer church for a bit in the evening.

Hey, have a great day, hugs….. BBC

Anything she wants

I feed Helen anything she wants. She is eighty-five years old and skinny as a rail. And she likes lots of chocolate, pastries and other goodies so I fetch her all she wants. At her age what difference does it make as long as she is happy. She likes those boxed macaroni and cheese dinners, (yuck), and has been pestering me for some. So I made two boxes of it yesterday, but added four sliced hot dogs, something else that she likes (yuck again).

Whatever I fix and take to her I usually also eat myself, it will make a turd and keep me going and I’m thankful for it knowing that others are starving. I think I will put the rest in a baking dish and put a layer of biscuit mix over it and bake a casserole type dish.

Dawn….. Does it sound like I work a lot? Not really, I spend a lot of time on a computer, reading, writing, getting out in life and having lots of different experiences. If I worked like I used to work Helen would have a years worth of ready firewood, my next room to remodel would be done, my camp trailer would be done. I would be working on some inventions. Someone should smack me on the head for not getting enough done.

Nick….. I contend that men are too stupid to stop warring, they have been doing that to each other for millions of years. Therefore I say that it is the women that has to stop them. But then, I also contend that when a man is down and out that the best advice I can give him is to get back up, shake it off and get back into life. Been there, done that, but I just kept moving forward, always forward. I’m not one to sit around in self-pity.

That picture is of the seats that I’m putting in the camp trailer I’m redoing. Rick gave them to me, they are out of a van and the backs fold back almost flat, they won’t be able to do that in the camper but I will install them so that they can be adjusted some. They have pockets on the backs so some things can be stored there. They were stored for some time, cats sleeping on them even, so they were grungy. It was sunny yesterday so I put them out in the yard, squirted some soap solution on them and sprayed them down with my 1300 PSI power sprayer, they cleaned up right nice. When I folded one of them back I found a chrome or silver cigg case and a ZZ TOP tape in one of the creases. I don’t know much about ZZ TOP but Tube Snake Boogie sounds interesting, maybe I should listen to it. While I was at it I sprayed my entrance rug.

Ever wonder about those people who spend $2.00 apiece on those little bottles of Evian water? Try spelling Evian backwards: NAÏVE

There are three religious truths:
a. Jews do not recognize Jesus as the Messiah.
b. Protestants do not recognize the Pope as the leader of the Christian faith.
c. Baptists do not recognize each other in the liquor store or at Hooters.

A new neighbor. The house next door just sold. Lots of pickups there yesterday delivering things. I met the man that bought it, his name is Jack, nice guy, knows Helen from the days when her husband had a recycling business on the property I now own, nice guy. He is about 60 and bought it for his daughter. I haven’t seen or met her yet. I hope that she is quite, I like it quite here.

Yesterday I cut up some more pallets, ran some more wiring in my shop, worked on the camp trailer some, removed what was the kitchen counter, I will make a new one after I rebuild the wall behind it.

Hey, have a great day, hugs….. BBC

A new face

A new face showed up here yesterday, and left a comment. A fucked up disabled veteran. Apparently has just started his blog. Interesting and honest start. I sense something useful coming out of that. Why don’t you pop over to his blog and say “Hi” to Nick and give him a hug. If you don’t feel like saying “Hi” and giving him a hug just tell him to “Piss off”. LOL … I’m sure that either way he will love the attention. LOL

Really, here is a damaged soul that can share with you about the ugly atrocities of fighting wars for the rich and powerful and mislead, and what it does to some souls. I’m hopeful that his blog will be used to convince others not to fight others wars for them. Maybe he can convince women to not allow their men and children to not go fight stupid wars. I’m sure that he can relate to the Doonesbury comic strip that I have followed for some time.

Dawn….. I’m sorry that you have been depressed, I think most of us have been for one reason or the other since Bush got in office. And for other reasons also of course. I know that I get plenty discouraged at times.

I installed some more foam panels in the camp trailer yesterday. I’ll try to work on it some more today. I also cut up four pallets for firewood for Helen.

Have a great day, hugs…. BBC

Went for a bike ride

GENEVA (Reuters) - The world experienced a series of record-breaking weather events in early 2007, from flooding in Asia to heat waves in Europe and snowfall in South Africa, the United Nations weather agency said on Tuesday.

BANGKOK, Thailand - Coral reefs in much of the Pacific Ocean are dying faster than previously thought, according to a study released Wednesday, with the decline driven by climate change, disease and coastal development.

Oh well, it’s a good way to get rid of a lot of idiots. Need to reduce the monkey population by fifty percent.

I didn’t have time to hike to the hot springs yesterday, so I biked to the beach and filled my cute girly pail with some fine beach sand and spent some time reflecting with nature. I can’t put into words what I sense out there. The picture I posted is of an old railroad bridge beam at the entrance to the Morse Creek part of the Olympic Trail. Note the section of track on top of it.

When I moved here working on the trail was one of my first volunteer projects. I helped rebuild a number of the bridges and trestles on the trail. That beam was on it’s side while two ladies chiseled the lettering into it as I supervised the digging of the holes and making the forms and mixing the concrete for the foundation it was to set on.

Hey, the ocean is natures vagina spewing out life, and sometimes you can hear her douching. LOL
And mankind is such ignorant monkeys that he keeps destroying her, or trying to, she will destroy him first so that she can go on living. I can just hear nature saying “I don’t get no respect”.

Got an email from ‘Crazy’. She always has a lot to say… LOL
You deserve the best. Of everything. May it all come to you! J

My reply: Thank you, but I don't want the best of everything, I'm just not that way. Those ways are killing this planet. I want someone that can go to the beaches and do other things with me and not be trying to make her empire bigger and better. I don't care if she is homeless and has next to nothing as long as she is spirituality where I need her to be. B

We don’t talk much, we are on different paths. While I think that a lot of stuff here is cool it doesn’t mean I need it or should have it. I don’t think that Goddess is all that needy either, consuming is for monkeys.

brad4d….. I could less if mankind can make oil, or if we get another drop out of the ground, mankind is so stupid that he will just use it to keep polluting the planet with it. Another good book that talks about nano technology is one by William Shatner talking about the future, assuming it gets here. Virtual reality theaters is very interesting to me, I’ve experienced the forerunner, motion theatres.

Terri, mankind has screwed up so much of his history by writing much of it to favor what ever thing or group or the other that I think a lot of it may never be properly figured out. And does it really matter? What is important? I say tomorrow, look forward and do what is right.

The front part of The Book of Mormon that was given to me has pictures of people in it, starting with Jesus and then others. Interesting that when they wrote bibles and made up the pictures for them that they decided everyone was white.

A group of men were waiting to enter Paradise. God appeared and said, "I want the men to make two lines. One line for the men who were heads of their household, and the other line for the men who were dominated by their women." I want all the women to report to St. Peter. The line of the men who were dominated by their wives was very long, and in the line of men who truly were heads of their household, there was only one man. God said, "You men should be ashamed of yourselves, I created you to be the head of your household! You have been disobedient and have not fulfilled your purpose! Of all of you, only one obeyed. Learn from him." God turned to the one man, "How did you manage to be the only one in this line?" The man replied, "My wife told me to stand here."

At the Road Kill Café they serve monkey meat, if they can get them out of the cars before the cops and ambulances arrive.

Aggrandizement: I’d never seen that word before, ‘Crazy’ said it in an email last evening. The act of increasing the wealth or prestige or power or scope of something

Hey, have a great day, hugs…. BBC

How not to paint a house

Boy, whoever is in charge of that homeless shelter project is an idiot. Have I ever mentioned that I’m surrounded by idiots? The proper way to paint a house is to do the trim first, then paint the high parts, then the lower parts. By the time I got involved the lower areas was already done, badly I should say. So I had to deal with doing the high parts and under the eves while trying to not lean ladders against what had already been painted.

And there is no water and electricity there. That is a pain in the butt when wanting to clean up or repair something. We got it 95 percent done, someone else will have to finish it, it’s just some trim work and touching up where they put ladders against the walls to do the trim. My back is sore again from climbing around on high places like a monkey. I gave them two days, someone else can give some time.

Allow the President to invade a neighboring nation, whenever he shall deem it necessary to repel an invasion, and you allow him to do so whenever he may choose to say he deems it necessary for such a purpose -- and you allow him to make war at pleasure.-Abraham Lincoln

If any questions why we died, Tell them because our fathers lied. -Rudyard Kipling, 1918 written after his son died in WW I.

QUASAR9….. There is something to be said about missing the days of rape & pillaging, but we must evolve to something better. The only good thing about those days was the fact that at least we was getting some instead of dealing with screwed up modern women that have become nothing more than consumers. I’m generalizing of course. A few women actually do care about this planet and are thrifty and not wanting and needing everything under the sun. Or giving men a bad time. Those good ones are all taken though.

In the nanoworld, turning nature's stickiness into repulsion could be the ultimate remedy. Instead of sticking together, parts of micromachinery would levitate. Interesting statement within a news item. Natures stickiness. Hum, interesting.

CHICAGO (AFP) - A new analysis of the dental fossils of human ancestors suggests that Asian populations played a larger role than Africans in colonizing Europe millions of years ago, said a study released Monday. The findings challenge the prevailing "Out of Africa" theory, which holds that anatomically modern man first arose from one point in Africa and fanned out to conquer the globe, and bolsters the notion that Homo sapiens evolved from different populations in different parts of the globe.

I’ve said all along that different species of what became humans evolved in different places on the globe, and someday I will be proved right. And this area I live in will be one of the life sustaining places left on this planet where life can start over again after mankind screws this planet all up.

Sumo….. Thank you for your kind words, but I don’t think my Goddess will show up. There isn’t many women on this planet that really get what they and I am. The women I do know personally that think they are Goddesses are ones that think “I am a Goddess, spoil my ass rotten.” The few I know that are spirituality where I would need a woman to be is busy with their monkeys. Oh well, so she won’t be showing up, acceptance of that is good, I can still talk about her. ‘Crazy’ is going back to California in a few weeks, to make more money to make her empire bigger, whatever.

Hey, have a great day, hugs….. BBC

The past

Does rape happen at the cosmic level? Not in the sense that it happens here. At the cosmic level those sexual energies that create all that is don’t have to bother with a code of morals. Whatever other particle of male or female energy they find next to them, they sex it, simply by touching it for a nano second. It’s not very exciting sex like we have here, but it sure is pretty.

More about YOUR forth dimension, what is it? Hey, don’t look at me to answer that. You own it, it’s your own dimension, you are truly your God/Goddess there, No one has any power over it but you, there you are truly omnipotent and supreme ruler. You decide what it is and what is in it. I’m assuming that everything there, including the other souls you have there with you are just as you need them so you all get along super great, it’s perfect there. So it isn’t like another persons forth dimension, so what, their dimension is of no concern to you.

For example, here are no cell phones in my forth dimension. Just saying. No computers either. And I would be surprised if you have them in yours, as you have no need for them there. All you are doing there is having a good time. And my best guess is that you are having great sex because it is what you need it to be there. Am I right or wrong?

Balance (a cute story)

God was missing for six days. Eventually, Michael, the archangel, found him resting on the seventh day. He inquired, "Where have you been?" God smiled deeply, and proudly pointed downwards through the clouds, "Look, Michael. Look what I've made." Archangel Michael looked puzzled, and said, "What is it?"

"It's a planet," replied God, "and I've put Life on it. I'm going to call it Earth and it's going to be a place to test Balance." "Balance?" inquired Michael, "I'm still confused." God explained, pointing to different parts of earth. "For example, Northern Europe will be a place of great opportunity and wealth, while southern Europe is going to be poor. Over there I've placed a continent of white people, and over there is a continent of black people. Balance in all things," God continued, pointing to different countries. "This one will be extremely hot, while this one will be very cold and covered in ice."

The Archangel, impressed by God's work, then pointed to a land area and said, "What's that one?" "That's Washington State, the most glorious place on earth. There are beautiful mountains, rivers and streams, lakes, forests, hills, and plains. The people from Washington State are going to be handsome, modest,
intelligent, and humorous, and they are going to travel the world. They will be extremely sociable, hardworking, high achieving, and they will be known throughout the world as diplomats, carriers of peace, and producers of software!"

Michael gasped in wonder and admiration, but then asked, "But what about balance, God? You said there would be balance." God smiled, "There is another Washington. Wait till you see the idiots I put
there."

We are going to try to finish painting that homeless shelter today.
Hey, have a great day, hugs…. BBC

Timeless

That’s me, timeless. And sharing with others all that is in my mind.

A man in Savannah, Georgia, decided to write a book about churches around the country. He started by flying to Boston, Massachusetts, and started working west from there. Going to a very large church, he began taking photographs and making notes. He spotted a golden telephone on the vestibule wall and was intrigued with a sign that read, "$10,000 per minute." Seeking out the pastor, he asked about the phone and the sign. The pastor answered that the golden phone is, in fact, a direct line to Heaven, and, if he pays the price, he can talk directly to God.

The man thanked the pastor and continued on his way. As he continued to visit churches in New Jersey, Milwaukee, Chicago, Denver, Salt Lake City, and around the United States, he found more such phones with the same sign and the same explanation from each pastor. Finally, the man arrived in the lovely state of Washington. Upon entering a church, behold: he saw the usual golden telephone. But this time, the sign read: "Calls: 25 cents"! Fascinated, the man asked to speak with the pastor. Reverend, I have been in cities all across the country, and, in each church, I have found this golden telephone and have been told it is a direct line to Heaven and that I could use it to talk to God.... but in 20 other churches the cost was $10,000 per minute. Your sign says 25 cents per call ....why is that?

The pastor, smiling benignly, replied: "Son, you're in the Northwest now---better known as 'God's country'....and it's a local call."

The talk about Mormons at the Fellowship yesterday was pretty much as I expected, I didn’t hear a thing I didn’t already know. They like sex and too make babies, and blah, blah, blah. And they are still waiting for the second coming. Second coming of what? Christ is never going to return like in the Christians beliefs. And even if he did they would never believe it. And he gave me a Book of Mormon to read, ha, ha, ha. Maybe I should read it, to poke holes in it. I’m not sure they would like me running their book through my bullshit filter. And he talked about God a lot, and not a word about Goddess.

I swear, I’m surrounded by frigging idiots. Hey, if Christians thought that Jesus was God, I want to know why they are not also God. Evolving into God. Hello? Besides, the followers of Jesus was sure that the second coming would come within a hundred years of his death on the cross, two hundred years max. Didn’t happen, did it? Not going to happen either. It’s a spirituality only. Hello?

They have a time at the Fellowship they call “Joys and sorrows”, I don’t always have a joy or sorrow to share but if I have anything at all to say I use that time to say it. And when I do I like to point out that I’m a rebel leading my own parade, and some folks there actually come and tell me that they appreciate that. That I should start my own Fellowship. I’ve tried to avoid doing that though, even though I would have some followers from the git go. One reason I’ve avoided doing it is because Goddess hasn’t showed up to help me with it, I can’t imagine a Fellowship of God without one. Another is because I’m very busy with other things. I do like their hymnal, I think I will buy my own copy.

Ha, ha, ha, Dan is a funny boy, if all you want is humor go to his blog, he’s very good at it. But as I keep saying, humor has never fixed this world, it’s just a band-aid. He said that God will disable my popup blocker because I go around saying that I/we are God. Which God does he think is going to do that? The Christians God? The Muslims God? The Mormons God? The Morons God: Um, yeah, what in the hell God does he mean? I guess that he doesn’t get it that I’m my own guru. Wait, I don’t use a popup blocker, never mind. *snorts*

LONDON - British Prime Minister Gordon Brown said Saturday that authorities were doing "everything in our power" to track the source of a foot-and-mouth disease outbreak and wipe out the animal illness before it wreaked economic devastation. Meanwhile, Britain imposed a voluntary ban on exports of livestock and livestock products, the Department for Environment, Food and Rural Affairs said.

It seems that at times globalization isn’t such a great deal. Not to mention that it’s harmful on the planet moving all those products around. Maybe there is something in buying locally. But there is also something in saying that this planet should only have three billion people on it. Mankind still has a lot to learn.

I was talking to a man yesterday and he said that if I could just get others to stop being such consumers that I would make a positive difference in the world. Funnnnny!! He can’t even stop his wife from spending way more than any woman should be spending. I swear, that woman pisses more money away than any woman has a right to get rid of. Like I could stop her from doing that, all I can do is be thankful that she isn’t my wife.

Terri said. “Another way of describing the Otherworld that some of us appear to be accessing in dreams and meditation is that it is at 90 degrees to our three dimensions.” Well, I’m not much interested in that other, or what others call a forth dimension. I’m especially not interested in having others explain it to me. I’ve tackled that in past posts. That this physical planet is the most important, that the other one isn’t physical, this is where we get our touchy feely experiences to have there. But there they are no more than thoughts. Everyone is in that dimension everyday, two places at once.

I stopped by Laurel Ann’s farm after Fellowship. There wasn’t anyone there and it’s berry season. I have stopped there a number of times this year and no one has ever been there. Laurel Ann said that they leased the farm to Jan and Ron this year. But Ron came into a lot of money and they have been slacking on working the farm. Whatever, no point in the berries going to waste, I picked a bag of Maryanberries (sp) for a cobbler.

I’ve never made a cobbler before, but I know how to = A: Cheat = B: Fake it. I started with Krusteaz Baking Mix and kinda followed the Streusel Coffee Cake directions, tossing in my own twists. It’s very good, makes happy turds.

I also went to Home Depot and bought a high pressure paint sprayer as I suppose I will still be painting enough to justify getting it. Today I’m going to help Forrest paint a homeless shelter, a freebee. Then I have to get started on George’s home.

Have a great day, hugs…. BBC